Chapter 260 Mo Xiuyan
Mo Jiuye stood up and knocked on the table at the position corresponding to the iron lump.
He Zhiran could see clearly from under the table. He only knocked a few times, and a faint, inconspicuous gap appeared where the iron lump was attached to the table top.
"Knock again."
Mo Jiuye responded and knocked on the table again.
"how?"
"It's not moving. Just keep knocking in different places little by little." He Zhiran reminded.
Mo Jiuye continued to tap on the table, not very quickly. He would ask a question every three taps.
He Zhiran stared at the iron lump closely.
"Don't move, it should be here, keep knocking."
She saw with her own eyes that the iron lump separated from the table a little further.
Mo Jiuye knocked on that spot again, three times, and three more times...
The iron lump slowly left the table, and an iron rod as thick as a wrist extended out.
There was a button on the iron rod, and He Zhiran pressed it tentatively.
There was a muffled sound in the silent room, and the bookshelves that had not moved at all slowly moved to the sides.
As the bookshelf moved away, a pungent, foul smell instantly filled the air...
Mo Jiuye took the flashlight from He Zhiran and walked into the entrance first.
It was a very small room with nothing around it and a bed in the corner.
There was a person lying flat on the bed. If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest, it would be easy to mistake him for a dead person.
Mo Jiuye asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Mo Xiuyan thought that those people were coming to humiliate him again, and closed his eyes when he heard the noise.
He is now a disabled person, and even seeking death is a luxury.
He didn't know how long he had been locked up in this dark room. Every time those people came in, apart from giving him some food and water, they humiliated him the rest of the time.
Mo Xiuyan has become accustomed to such things. He only hopes that those people will be more severe when torturing him so that he can be freed sooner.
Hearing this voice, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
But he never thought that it would be his own ninth brother. He just thought that he missed his family too much and had hallucinations.
His reason quickly overcame his inner feelings. This must be a newcomer, and the voice must have sounded unfamiliar to him the first time he heard it.
Therefore, Mo Xiuyan did not answer, but continued to close his eyes, waiting for the next possible torture.
However, he waited for a long time, but what was supposed to come did not come.
Mo Jiuye pulled He Zhiran to his bedside.
The bright light from the flashlight was so bright that Mo Xiuyan had to open his eyes.
Mo Xiuyan hadn't seen the light for several years, and the strong light of the flashlight made him squint.
Years of torture had made Mo Xiuyan no longer what he used to be. In Mo Jiuye's eyes, the man in front of him had messy hair and a lot of unknown things stuck on his messy beard.
His eye sockets were sunken and his forehead bone was protruding. If he wasn't still breathing, he would have looked like a dried corpse.
Despite this, Mo Jiuye still saw the general features of this person.
He asked tentatively, "Are you the fourth brother?"
As he spoke, he had already noticed that his fourth brother could not open his eyes due to the strong light, and had already pointed the flashlight in his direction.
Even if Mo Xiuyan felt that the voice he heard was an illusion, now that Mo Jiuye had called him "Fourth Brother", it was impossible for him to feel that it was unreal.
"Ninth brother, are you really the ninth brother?"
When Mo Jiuye called out like that just now, it was also meant to test him. After all, Mo Xiuyan's appearance was very different from what he remembered.
He is obviously only about thirty years old, but he looks like an old man.
He Zhiran could feel that Mo Jiuye's body was trembling at this moment.
He was seen squatting in front of the bed, touching Mo Xiuyan with trembling hands.
Mo Xiuyan's body instinctively wanted to hide, but he was powerless.
"Ninth brother, don't... don't touch me, I'm dirty."
Indeed, the clothes on Mo Xiuyan were torn beyond recognition, and looked dirty and shiny, with a lot of unknown dirt on them.
Mo Jiuye didn't feel disgusted at all and continued with his actions.
The moment he touched Mo Xiuyan's body, his heart was bleeding.
"Fourth brother, why are you so thin?"
Just now, Mo Xiuyan looked so haggard, and now he had a real touch, which was simply unacceptable to Mo Jiuye.
Mo Xiuyan forced a smile and said, "The fact that I'm alive now is a gift from God."
This was not the time to inquire in detail about Mo Xiuyan's experience. He Zhiran reminded him, "Husband, let me check Fourth Brother's body first."
As she spoke, she came to the bedside.
Hearing the word "husband", Mo Xiuyan knew without hesitation that the woman speaking was his sister-in-law.
How could he possibly ask his ninth brother's wife to help check when his body was so dirty?
Mo Xiuyan quickly said, "Sister-in-law, Fourth Brother will tell you."
After a pause, Mo Xiuyan said weakly, "My legs are broken and my tendons are severed, but everything else is fine."
Everything else is fine?
How can the word "okay" be applied to such a thin body?
He Zhiran has been here for more than half a year and can fully understand the thoughts of the ancients.
Especially between the eldest uncle and his younger siblings, there is a sense of avoidance.
Mo Xiuyan's current condition is not as simple as he said. If we want to further examine him, we need the advanced medical equipment in the space.
Therefore, He Zhiran did not force himself to help Mo Xiuyan with the examination.
She planned to wait until the two brothers had a few words, then give Mo Xiuyan an injection of sedative to make him fall into a coma and then bring him into the space.
Whether it was to help him check his body or leave here, Mo Xiuyan had to enter the space.
Seeing that his ninth brother's wife did not take any further action, Mo Xiuyan's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
He laughed a few times in self-deprecating laughter, then said, "Fourth brother, I am already a useless person now, and I am very satisfied to be able to see my family while I am still alive.
As for my health, I doubt even a great immortal could cure it."
With the help of the flashlight, He Zhiran could see that there was a heartbreaking disappointment in Mo Xiuyan's eyes.
Anyone who is locked in such a dark room would probably think every day about when death will come.
"Fourth brother, believe me, I will definitely find a way to cure you."
Hearing his wife say this, Mo Jiuye couldn't help but ask: "Ran Ran, can you really cure Fourth Brother's health?"
He knew that his wife was an excellent doctor, but his fourth brother's condition was not an ordinary illness.
There is indeed a chance that a broken leg can be reattached, of course, this is only a probability.
Fourth brother has been missing for many years, and his leg injury must have been there for a long time. Not to mention whether the injury is serious, he has never heard of anyone who can cure it these days.
And fourth brother's tendons were cut, which, in Mo Jiuye's opinion, is also incurable.
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